After straight week of waking up to heavy frost and termination dust on the mountains, I found myself craving a casserole. It felt like it happened on instinct. As soon as the cold was strong enough to hit my bones, I needed something hefty and warm. I always say it's the trailer park in me: cold weather means food in large ...

Ah, yes, Fall is in the air.
I don't know about you, but I come alive in Fall. With just a little bit of chill in the air, it's like I become Abby cranked up to 11. I have energy, excitement, and so many Chestnut Praline Lattes in my system. I could run a marathon, write, blog, and cook a four-course meal every single day. ...

In my previous post, I wrote about going sorta-kinda-mostly vegan. As in, no dairy (except the occasional egg) and no meat (except the occasional seafood). Technically, I guess the term for this is ovo-lacto pescetarian, but nobody ever seems to know what that means. Hence, the "sorta vegan" label.
Though it took me a ...

If you've spoken to me within the past week, you've probably wondered if I had a terminal illness. Between the jitters, the huge bags under my eyes, and the minor tantrums I throw throughout the day, I'm sure most people think I'm either dying or pregnant. But really, I'm just getting married, and it's T minus three days ...

After months and months of mushy, molded strawberries at ridiculous prices, Alaska finally received its rightful fresh produce. This usually starts to happen around April each year. Suddenly, the avocados aren't over-ripe straight out of the bins, and the blueberries actually have flavor to them. It's like it happens ...

I'll admit one thing to you: When I was a kid, I thought it was pronounced "kweeech."
Now that that confession's out of the way, I'll also admit that I didn't do any of the things I was supposed to this week. I had planned to spend my days off working on different rainy day staple meals, like stews, breads, sweet tarts, ...

It probably seems strange to say that the foraging season is just now starting, since everyone down in the continental United States (aka "the lower 48") began picking through the woods for weeks already. But up here, winter has a way of overstaying its welcome, well into April and sometimes May. So instead of nettles ...

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